Nuannuan stretched out her hand and rubbed her temples. These three days were extremely tangled and difficult for her. How could they not be too tangled and difficult for Mu Yun?
Hai Yanxue observed her expression and added: "I have never seen him so lost. In the past three days, he has not spoken more than ten words to me. I know that he was really hurt by you this time.
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Hearing this, Nuannuan felt as if her heart had been stabbed hard by a knife, and she gasped in pain.
She was really bad, and her dissociated attitude hurt Mu Yun.
Thinking of this, she suddenly stood up and said, "Where is Mu Yun now? I want to find him!"
She didn't care about anything else. She only knew that Mu Yun was her husband, the man who had stayed with her, loved and respected her for the past three years.
After these three days of thinking, she had decided to completely eliminate everything in her heart and only focus on being the wife Mu Yun wanted.
Hai Yanxue suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm and said, "Well, Nuannuan, let me ask you a question, okay?"
Nuannuan paused, turned his eyes, and looked at her with some confusion.
Hai Yanxue hesitated for a moment and then said slowly: "Do you love Muyun?"
Nuan Nuan's expression froze, and she looked at Hai Yanxue. Her lips moved slightly, but she made no sound.
That word love made her hesitate.
A wry smile appeared on Hai Yanxue's face: "The fact that you are hesitating means that you have never thought about the word love in your heart."
Nuannuan sighed, the word love was too heavy for her and she couldn't bear it.
She once loved a man like a moth to a flame, and all she got was scars. She was afraid and frightened.
Seeing her frown, a trace of pity flashed in Hai Yanxue's eyes.
He stood up and leaned against her body from behind. Her body shape was similar to Feng Wu's, and her smell and temperament were also similar to Feng Wu's.